Orange Juice

Upwards And Onwards

Orange Juice


Upwards and onwards 
I'd rather fall to the ground and think again 
And I'm hoping and praying 
That those we've broken time will mending, amending 
The king's new clothes have fallen to the ground 
But my ears are deaf to your bright new sound 

Upwards and onwards 
I can't supress the guilt I feel inside 
So I'm hoping that someday 
I can return to resting, reposing 
Resting, reposing 

The king's new clothes have fallen to the ground 
But my ears are deaf to your bright new sound 

Upwards and onwards 
Upwards and onwards